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[thepunnyybones]

    that look on your face while i was talking…                  you’ve already heard my spiel, haven’t you?

[reclaimedasset-a]

There’s no denying the LONGING for home. – It aches in his bones more than age ever would because he has grown no older, regardless of the years passed. The thoughts turn over in his head, screaming like a RUSTED wheel begging to stop but it won’t. It will never stop. He knows this. The carefree days of youth have long gone, where the dance halls were filled with boys barely SEVENTEEN and yet wanting to fight in a war they had no place in. He was one of them once. Barely out of boyhood, marching off at DAYBREAK, ready to do whatever was needed to serve his country. — Anger permeates his body at the thought, scorching through his veins like a blasting FURNACE. He wants to leave those memories as ash, scatter them to the winds so that someone else may bear their burden but they are his and his alone. There are more than NINE circles of hell, he knows that personally. The BENIGN hand of God does nothing for those stolen by the Devil himself. It is up to his own hands, one of flesh and one of steel, to claw his way to the surface and earn his HOMECOMING. Perhaps there will be ONE day where he doesn’t wish he can turn back time, to when his nightmares aren’t plagued by his fall from the FREIGHT CAR. —

                                                                         –‘READY TO COMPLY’

[comiicsaans-blog]

So I finally got done with this picture, however I suppose it comes with a little news. I am going on an indefinite hiatus with Sans. While I love him, my muse for him has pretty much been napping non-stop since I started writing for Bill. I'm calling it a hiatus since my muse for him could come back with time, I am not entirely sure. Still, I am glad to have made as many friends as I have and you'll all be able to find me at billcitriangleguy.tumblr.com if you want to get in contact at all.

@dadguyasgore - @spiderwaifuisbestwaifu - @goats-and-skeletons - @flamablegrillby - @goaskalphys - @ask-spirit-chara - @observantfragment - @askskelefam - @asktheseventhhuman - @o-origin-o - @askfrisktherandomblogger - @friskthefallensoul - @askptafrisk - @randomsnowcannon - @kovyxghost - @sanstastic-punner -  @comiccipher - @brotherlypunmaster - @verta-bae - @azucaku - @zenpuns - @asksixsouls - @askghostlychild - @undertalebodyguard - @grayscaleeternity - @dox-veil - @six-sassy-souls - @askthecrutch

[mao2kon-deactivated20180707]

ah my phone’s shadow watever _(:3 」∠ )_

Bill Sans character design by @hwamyong

[slysans-deactivated20170711]

Waaaah love BillSans <3

[comiicsaans-blog]

@comiccipher

[frage203dash]

O_O

[captainsekiizan-deactivated2017]

@comiicsaans & @fontswap

[vacanthive-deactivated20150628]

[smogteeth]

I…. I’m not crying…. There’s just something in both my eyes…

[sarcysnarky]

Truth

[captainstress69]

@queen-waffles <3

[moonvampy-deactivated20190906]

;;

[silvermizuki]

@ultimate-time-keeper

[mentalmeles]

@pyr0-maniac, @pea-chuu, @toejamy1212-art-blog, @ravenwithpens, @melliifluuous, @shinybwy, @the-ace-of–space

[undertalebrothertale-deactivate]

@sans-unlimited @vigilantjudge @fangtail528 @askfrisktherandomblogger @carricakesuniverse

[penismusicians]

@cha-raa

@askfriskandchara

@sansandchara

@undertalebrothertale

@every other follower I have

[comiicsaans-blog]

A terribly messy guide to never losing your roleplays again. I’m surprised the rp community doesn’t talk about rpthreadtracker.com as much as they should. You should all sign up and enjoy never being unsure about whether you owe someone or not.

[little-jellyfishes-blog]

when u smol and tiny but ready to fight

[tradefrisk-a-blog]

                ❝ A friend told me about it; I wanted to see                 if it would work. No matter, it’s always nice                 to see someone in such good spirits. I, at                 least, have a backbone for my humor, un-                 like some people I know. ❞

Having unknowingly made a pun, of which they shortly realize afterwards, they crack a smile at the skeleton as they slip off the hand-sized whoopie cushion, letting the air out in a deliberate movement, so it didn’t make ( much ) noise, then folding it up and putting it in the pockets of their coat.

                ❝ Now that introductions are over… do you                 mind clarifying how you got in here? The                 exit is locked, and I’m sure that you didn’t                 fall down here. ❞

[comiicsaans-blog]

                  ❝I have a lot of backbone for it, too, as                  well as most of my other bones. I'd say                  I'm pretty HUMERUS.❞

Sans gave pun for pun, glad that this wasn't a situation in which he'd have to play serious, he'd had enough of that in some of the other timelines he'd fallen into. For once this was one where he actually found someone with a sense of humor.

                 ❝Well, that's a little more difficult. I'm                  from a different timeline and, since I                  messed with a machine I was working                  on, I've been thrown about from timeline                  to timeline. Gotta say, you're one of the                  first to give me such a warm welcome.❞

[ask-the-little-childrenn-deacti]

Chara was a bit surprise at that. Sans wanted to be their friend? Really? “You… you’d be my friend?”. they asked, looking at Sans. They didn’t know if he truly meant it or not, but it didn’t sound like he was lying… “That’d be nice”, they said, quietly, and smiled a bit.

[comiicsaans-blog]

                   ❝Yeah, I'll be your friend, kid. No                   need t’ be so surprised.❞

The smile on their face was enough to show that they needed a friend, as if they'd never had one before. Perhaps this would help them relax a little.

                  ❝Wanna grab a bite to eat at                   Grillby's?❞

[choseflee-blog-deactivated20230]

Sans really sounded like a Dad today. Frisk took his hand, smiling softly. A stroll sounded really nice. Ever since they left the underground together, she could get enough of staring at the sky. She didn’t realize how much she missed it until she saw it again. So vast…

“There’s a boardwalk. I went there once before. They have corn dogs. It’s sort of like your hot dog stand, except the bun is fried all the way around it, and it’s super good!" 

She pressed her cheek against his jacket giddily.

[comiicsaans-blog]

                       ❝That sounds great t' me kiddo, just                       lead the way and I'll buy you as many                       corndogs as you can eat.❞

It was undeniably pleasant to see the excitement on Frisk's face, she'd been doing well since coming to the surface and it was about time for them all to relax. It wasn't easy, considering his concern for what humans could do to them but thus far everything had been pretty good.

                      ❝While we're walkin' there, you can                       come up ideas for other things t' do                       today. I expect t' have a happy and                       tired out kid by the end of the day.❞

[askptafrisk-deactivated20170702]

Frisk always messed up. Everything they did was a mistake, and this was no exception. They had thought that the monsters could finally be free and everything would be good, they could be an ambassador, have a real family, and have some form of peace that the monsters hadn’t had ever.

They were wrong, human adults never listened to kids, and everything had messed up worse then Frisk had ever seen, and it was there fault for falling into the mountain and trying to help in the first place.

Frisk looked up at Sans, a sad smile on their face as they sighed, “I have no where else to go, and I would rather be here with all of you then people who will probably kill me for ‘unleashing hell’.” Not like people killing them would be much of an issue, but it was still unpleasent, especially when it wasnt a soul being attacked but their body in general.

Frisk shrugged their thoughts away, giving Sans their best determined face, “I’m happy here with you.”

[comiicsaans-blog]

Though he should have taken time to think, he'd not considered the fact that Frisk would be seen as a monster 'sympathizer', if not worse. He was foolish to think he'd be able to spare them any notion of a normal life, instead they'd have to hide with them. Perhaps one day they'd be able to fight back, to take the world back from the humans even if they had to do so by force but that wouldn't be any time soon.

                   ❝Then you're welcome t' stay with us, kid,                   you know that. It's not like there aren't                   some humans on our side anyway.❞

Before they'd run, some humans had become friends and even more with some monsters. It was living proof that neither monsters nor humans were inherently bad or opposed but that didn't seem to matter to the majority of humans.

                  ❝We're setting up a town of our own right                   now, right at the base of Ebott. It's the only                   place we're sure they won't come and we                   can retreat into the mountain if we really                   have to.❞

He didn't want it to come to that, regardless of the fact that humans seemed to have lost almost all knowledge of magic and wouldn't be able to seal them in again, it would still leave them cornered and easier to kill.

[outbraves-a-blog]

❤ sᴘᴀɢʜᴇᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ !! ::

    “What will I SAY? Sans, it is more a matter of what I will DO!” Their eyes were upon him, his adoring public, not the stares of his peers thinking he was an unlikable weirdo. No, this time, the people LOVED him! Why, didn’t they always? Perhaps now, they were only just realizing how much cool lived just next door!

    “PEOPLE OF SNOWDIN! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ALSO KNOWN AS COOLSKELETON95, HAVE MORE TRICKS UP MY SLEEVE! Rather…” Grinning smugly, he shoved his hands down his shorts, proudly proclaiming, “I HAVE TRICKS IN MY POCKETS! BEHOLD!”

          —— Out from those very pockets, indeed, came… two containers of spaghetti.

    “This isn’t just any spaghetti, but Papyrus’s artisan POCKET SPAGHETTI! Not only is it convenient, but it can also provide INSTANT slapstick comedy!” With that, perhaps as widely expected, he opened both bowls and smacked them both to either side of his face, slathering his cheekbones in some inedible sauce. The laughter from the people around him, even that rabbit being walked on a leash, was better than any kind of music to his lack of ears!

            ——— “And, just like that, YOU HAVE ALL BEEN AMUSED!”

[comiicsaans-blog]

Sans could barely believe what was happening. All this time Papyrus had been adverse to his jokes, to his forms of humor and now it made complete sense. Slapstick seemed to come naturally to him and Sans couldn't be happier. This was something he could help with, he could even try and get Paps on stage with him at Mettaton's resort. No problem.

                   ❝You've definitely got their attention,                   Paps.❞

He laughed heartily, giving his brother an affectionate nudge to the hip with his elbow. At least now people would want to talk to him, it was definitely the best ice breaker he'd ever seen.

When the laughter died down, Sans stepped back as one of the kids approached the two of them, giving him room to talk to Papyrus. Regardless of obvious shyness, the kid tapped the tall skeleton on the knee in hopes of getting his attention.

                  ‘S'cuse me, um.. I-I was wondering if                   you're gonna do stuff like this all the                   time.. It can get pretty boring here                   and you're really funny.'

It wasn't surprising that the kid was bored, the Underground didn't exactly often get anything NEW, not unless something washed up in waterfall. This whole thing worked better than Sans had ever imagined.

[welcometohell2k16-blog]

PSA ;; MUTUALS ONLY means MUTUALS ONLY. It does not mean ‘force yourself on me and I might make you a mutual’, it means IF YOU ARE NOT A MUTUAL, DO NOT BREAK THE RULES. Liking starter calls / replying to opens meant for mutuals only / sending in-character asks / asking for a roleplay when you’re a non-mutual counts as FORCING YOURSELF ON PEOPLE ( depending on the person’s rules, so make sure to CHECK THEM ). Please, please, stop doing this. This only serves to make the roleplayer you’re forcing yourself onto guilty and nervous and annoyed, and this only serves to get you rejected and hurt. JUST PLEASE STOP. 

[comiicsaans-blog]

IM CRYiNG AT THAT BILL USERNAME HOLY SHIT A+++++ BEST BILL USERNAME

Glad you like it, I just couldn’t help myself.

[comiicsaans-blog]

I'm in college and have major depressive disorder. Sometimes it's difficult to just get up any advice on getting motivated?

Sans is giving advice on ANYTHING

❝Okay, so first I’d talk to the teacher or whoever is in charge, let them know you’re havin’ a bit of a rough one. Sure it’s scary but, trust me kiddo, teachers will usually ease off the pressure and be a little more understandin’ if they know you’re struggin’. Maybe try to arrage coming in later. Not rushin’ about in the morning really does help.❞

                     ❝Then, after you’ve done that, try t’ go t’                      someone about this. A doctor, or usually                      colleges have councillors and stuff, see if they                      help at all. There’s no shame in needin’ a little                      helping hand, even if they can only provide a bit                      of copin’ advice. It’s better than nothing.❞

[comiicsaans-blog]

So, I'm a 15 year old European girl, pan/aro and wanting to study in Italy. But I am very uncertain that I might not. Because I would love to travel, but I'm afraid I'll be forever stuck in my country. The people I talk most with are through the internet and that is my escape. I have no ambition for school because I'm doing a year over, but I'm still very afraid of failing. Of disappointing my parents.

Sans is giving advice on ANYTHING

❝Kiddo, everyone is afraid of disappointing their parents, that much I know for sure. When I was just tiny bones that was one of my biggest concerns.❞

                      ❝Gotta say, though, doesn't sound like your                       parents are the real problem here. What you                       need is motivation, somethin' to push you t'                       do better in your education so you can study                       abroad. I suggest lookin' up places you CAN                       go if you get your grades up, print out pictures                       of them, stick them up in your room, write                       notes to y'self about how you have t' work t'                       get it. It won't be easy but, eh, the best things                       usually ain't easy. I know you can do it kiddo,                       I'm rootin' for ya.❞